Hearing this, Yan Sui slowly fell back to his seat, the strong evil spirit on his body disappeared without a trace the moment he fell back to the seat, it was even more shocking than spring flowers blooming overnight, Secretary Wang's eyes widened, he felt that he had seen a miracle, he thought it would last forever Miracles that are impossible to happen.
Who is on the other end of the phone? Or the goblin who made his boss laugh not long ago? This is really annoying, sometimes it makes his boss feel cold, and sometimes it makes his boss laugh. Secretary Wang was finally able to roll his eyes and ponder.
Yan Sui's eyes fell on Secretary Wang, and then he gently raised his hand to let him go out.
Without any hesitation, Secretary Wang bowed his head and exited the office.
For a moment just now, he had the urge to ask Secretary Wang to arrange for him to go to Meng's house to rob people.
"Meng Ting..." He whispered to Meng Ting again, and he couldn't fully explain what was going on in his heart when Meng Ting confessed that he liked him so much. Some were too bluntly worried about Meng Ting, worried that he would be hurt, worried that he would disappoint his deep affection, and there were also some faint and secret joys that he could not ignore.
"Huh?" Meng Ting was puzzled, waiting for Yan Sui to continue.
However, Yan Sui was still unable to say the phrase "I like you too", because he was not emotional enough, and even if he said it on the phone, he was not serious enough, so he let out a breath slowly, and he was able to soften his voice again, "At night If you want to eat, I'll send someone to deliver it to you."
"You don't need to give it to me tonight," Meng Ting's voice was full of regret, but Yan Sui thought it was because he was disappointed that he couldn't hear what he wanted to hear. Because of Meng Ting's loss, he suddenly felt a little bit sad. Scum
"In the evening, I'm going to have dinner with the Meng family. It should be enough to fill me up, right?" He said from the bottom of his heart with deep worry, which made people think he was pitiful and funny. My future husband will smuggle me in to get enough food.
Yan Sui raised his eyebrows slightly, and directly skipped the irrelevant self-criticism before, "I'll give you a supper."
It was no longer sent by someone, but sent by himself.
It's a pity that Meng Ting didn't notice the difference, all his attention was on the "snack".
"That's great..." Meng Ting subconsciously wanted to say thank you again, he murmured for a while, and changed his words, "Yan Sui, you are so kind, I like you."
The reddish area of Yan Sui's ears gradually expanded, and he couldn't help coughing again, but he felt that he had lived to be twenty-eight years old, and he couldn't resist the enthusiasm and sincerity of a seventeen-year-old boy.
"What do you want to eat?" Yan Sui's voice unconsciously turned dull, and there was a softness in his downcast eyes. Every time Meng Ting said that, he felt that he had fallen a little bit more, and he thought that it would not be too long before he fell in love with Meng Ting.
"There are a little bit of spicy noodles..." Meng Ting's eyes lit up lying on the bed. He thought of an assistant who was a very good noodle in the base. If he was not a female, he also liked women. She made do with it.
Of course, this kind of thought only occurred when he ate her cooked noodles for the first time, and then the female assistant announced to everyone that she liked women and planned to pursue another female doctor in the base.
It was at that time that he learned that in their country, not only men and women marry, but also men and men, women and women can marry, as long as they want to.
So when he decided to take the "trash" marriage path, he was ready to marry a woman as well as a man, so that when Yan Sui told him that he was his husband, he didn't hesitate at all. I just accepted it.
"Okay," Yan Sui agreed. If Meng Ting was in front of him, with Yan Sui's insights, he would definitely be able to find that Meng Ting was thinking of someone else at this moment. , he couldn't see it, so naturally he couldn't find it, but he remembered another dish that Meng Ting liked.
"If Meng Qi still dares to touch you, don't hold back and beat you hard. Remember, you are mine, so you don't need to be afraid of him."
Even though he already knew that Meng Ting would suffer nothing, but thinking that Meng Qi actually wanted to kiss him and touch him, he still couldn't help but feel cold, and his words were a little serious.
"I remember," Meng Ting not only said so, but unconsciously nodded his head, he also automatically interpreted Yan Sui's words, "We are going to get married, and I will be your man."
Covered by Yan Sui who looks very powerful, he must live the most ideal rice bug life with enough food and sleep.
"Well," Yan Sui's emotions fluctuated so much in Meng Ting's words that even he himself noticed, and he urged, "Call me if you have anything to do, or send a text message if it's inconvenient."
"Well, I remember," Meng Ting obediently agreed again, but couldn't think of any more refined love words, so he continued to use the sentence he had pondered before, "You should also eat well."
"it is good."
Yan Sui waited for Meng Ting to hang up the phone before he hung up.
And Meng Ting, who put down his phone, rolled directly on the bed. He has supper, so he doesn't have to worry about not being full at night, "Yan Sui is so kind, I must repay him well when I have the opportunity."
Meng Ting thought about it for a while, but he didn't think of what would be a suitable opportunity, but the future is so long, he can definitely meet it.
He didn't think long in the room alone, Uncle Wen brought someone over again, brought over the previously ordered clothes, and tactfully picked out one for Meng Ting, but when he saw Meng Ting who didn't understand what he said, Still pondering which one to wear, he gave up being euphemistic.
"This white one must look good on you, and it's suitable for evening wear."
Although it is a suit, it is not a serious suit. It is tailored very slim. Although Meng Ting is still underage, his body is still growing, but wearing it like this can make him more mature and refined.
Meng Ting was naturally happy that someone could help him decide such a difficult matter, and he nodded repeatedly, "Thank you."
Uncle Wen nodded slightly, and said again, "The dinner will start at six o'clock."
"Well, I won't be late," Meng Ting nodded again to Uncle Wen, but he didn't intend to go downstairs before six o'clock.
His decision was not wrong at all, he came downstairs at six o'clock, but in the dining room, only he and Meng Qi were the ones who had a formal meal, Meng Ting looked at the dining table with only plates, bowls and spoons, and stared round Eyes, they didn't even serve them a side dish first.
Meng Qi sneered at Meng Ting "hehe", but found that he didn't even glance at him.
Meng Ting asked Uncle Wen, sat down in his seat, and stared blankly at the empty table. He felt that he had been deceived by Uncle Wen.
He spotted Meng Qi from the corner of his eye. He thought Meng Qi was the culprit, and Uncle Wen was an accomplice who helped to deceive him.
Meng Ting took out his mobile phone and complained to Yan Sui, "They tricked me into coming down, but in fact they didn't have anything to eat. I'm so angry."
"Hey, I'll bring you something to eat later." Yan Sui's text message came back very quickly.
Meng Ting glanced enough at the word "food", and then turned his eyes back to the word "good" at the front. He didn't know if he was good or not, but he replied, "I'm good." Try to be good!
Yan Sui, who was still staying with the company's high-level executives for a meeting, raised his brows when he saw these two words, once again confirming that he was somewhat unable to resist Meng Ting's "acting like a baby", he hesitated for a moment before replying with "Yeah." ", then put down the phone, looked at the crowd who suddenly became quiet, with a grim expression, "Continue."
Everyone paused again before continuing.
Their president actually sent a text message in the middle of the meeting. This must be a very important text message related to the lifeblood of the company!
Secretary Wang, who vaguely knew the truth, followed Yan Sui to straighten his expression, without any flaws, but in his heart, he felt that the one who could make his boss send text messages at important meetings must be that "little fairy" with great powers.
Uncle Wen was indeed suspected of deceiving Meng Ting, but he let him come down an hour earlier, mainly because he had just returned to Meng's house. After 6:30, Meng's family pushed the door in one after another. The first to come was not someone else. , are the two half-brothers of Meng Ting, the Meng family
The third and fourth young men, Meng Jiang and Meng Bo, are 23 and 21 years old respectively. One has just graduated from university and the other is still in her sophomore year.
After Uncle Wen was introduced by Meng Ting, the two of them gave a soft "hmm" and sat aside to chat with each other, completely ignoring Meng Ting, and Meng Ting had no objection, so he sat obediently Serve... wait for the food to be served.
Then came the other two children of his biological father Meng Yide, the fifth youngest Meng Xiao and the sixth youngest Meng Qin, aged 20 and 19, and the difference between them and Meng Bo was less than a year. At that time, he had at least three boats, and I don't know how he got the extra legs.
Meng Xiao and Meng Qin made no secret of their scrutinizing gazes, and even harbored a little hostility towards Meng Ting. You must know that they didn't have Meng Ting's face, and his ignorance of Meng Jiang and Meng Bo's cold reception made them They both felt that Meng Ting's mansion was a little deep, and they might block their way at some point.
On the sidelines, Meng Xiao and Meng Qin didn't ask anything because of the rare combination. In fact, they asked too quickly. Meng Ting only thought about the previous question, and they asked the next question. Naturally, he started to think about the next question. , In this way, Meng Ting was almost fainted by the question.
Meng Qi, who was sitting diagonally across from him, couldn't help curling her lips when she saw the confusion in Meng Ting's eyes, but she couldn't bear to smile, confused and cute, although both had a beautiful skin, but Meng Ting and Su Siyu were the same Two completely different people, two temperaments.
Then Meng Yide and his wife Han Xuejun arrived. When Meng Yide saw Meng Ting, he was obviously stunned for a moment. Obviously, his face reminded him of Meng Ting's biological mother. There was a momentary touch, but after that moment, He restrained himself again.
But except for Meng Ting, everyone felt that he was somewhat different to Meng Ting's biological mother. As for whether the same would be true for Meng Ting, it was still unclear. But Meng Xiao and Meng Qin were more vigilant against Meng Ting for sure.
"Father, mother." Meng Ting called someone politely, and Han Xuejun asked a few more words meaningfully. After receiving Meng Ting's nod, she stopped talking, and turned to her two sons, her attitude warmed up. The difference is enormous.
Meng Yide and Meng Ting looked at each other, and finally he only gave a soft "hmm" and sat down at the other table. Soon after, he got up and went to see Mr. Meng and his wife Li Yifei. Meng Xiao and Meng Qin who had just returned to Meng's house were even more indifferent, as if the previous daze was their illusion.
Meng Yihang and his wife Gu Ping, Meng Yigui and his wife Shen Susu arrived almost at the same time. The second youngest, Meng Hong, and the third young lady, Meng Xiang, both studied abroad and couldn't come back. The youngest, eighth young lady, was only in elementary school and went to bed early, so Meng Yigui and Shen Susu didn't bring her.
It was close to seven o'clock, and Mr. Meng also appeared in the dining room on time.
Appearing with him were his eldest wife Feng Zejiao, his younger wife Li Yifei and Meng Yide who supported her.
"Dinner."
He sat down, and everyone sat down, and then the servants served the dishes one after another. Mr. Meng was originally from Hunan, and he is most fond of spicy food. These Chinese dishes are all spicy without exception, and Meng Ting likes spicy food, but Naturally, he can only eat a little bit of spicy food. After two mouthfuls, he drank the soup and found that the soup was also spicy, so he had to bow his head and eat the rice.
But even the unaccustomed spicy food can't affect Meng Ting's instinct of "rice bucket". Meal, the one with the best appetite ever.
"Food bucket!" Meng Xiao muttered in a low voice, Meng Ting himself didn't respond, but Meng Qi glanced at him, the meaning was unclear, but it made him swallow back the next words about running on Meng Ting.
At the dining table of the Meng family's old house, there is no habit of chatting and talking, but after eating, the servants will serve refreshments. This is the time to talk. Meng Ting ate too much rice, facing the delicious refreshments He stared blankly, he still had to save his stomach to eat the supper that Yan Sui gave him, that made him look forward to it even more.
"Today's family banquet mainly has two things to talk about," Mr. Meng said, and all the chattering and chattering disappeared, and even Meng Ting looked up at Mr. Meng, and waited. He continued to finish.
"One is that Meng Ting has come home," he continued without a pause, "then there is a marriage between the Meng family and the Yan family, and the wedding will be on the seventh of next month. Susu remember to call Xiang'er and Hong'er."
"Yes," Gu Ping already knew something from Meng Yihang, and she wasn't surprised at this moment, but Shen Susu was stunned for a long time before answering "Yes."
Old Master Meng also intended to keep everyone guessing for too long, he said directly, "It's Yan Sui, the head of the Yan family, and Meng Ting of our Meng family."
That's why Mr. Meng, who never personally announced the return of his illegitimate son, mentioned Meng Ting in the first sentence, not because Meng Ting was special, but because of Yan Sui.